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The ashes drift away, smoke of our confusionWe turn our frightened faces to each other, say goodbyeWaited for the sign, waited for the momentWaited for the miracle to arriveI guess they liedLyrics of Omega by Bruce Dickinson

The only reason I ended up finding this particular song is because a friend quoted part of it as his facebook status yesterday. The quote looked familiar to me and I asked where it was from, his answer didn’t ring a bell to me. However it did intrigue me enough to want to find it and see if the rest of the song meant anything to me. What I found was that, while I didn’t know the song, it does mean something to me and has inspired this post. For this, I thank you Lee!

In some way I think I have been waiting for a miracle to arrive, maybe I have been waiting for several miracles to arrive. None have shown up yet and I’m getting tired of waiting. Of course that’s the problem, I’ve been waiting for a sign, a moment, something that would give me the information I was looking for. Waiting is the problem; waiting doesn’t get anything accomplished except maybe add to the stress of waiting! I think I am done waiting. Suddenly the confusion over waiting and doing something are drifting away like the ashes in the song.

A couple of weeks ago I finished up a show that I had been working on for over two months. The community theater group I belong to,The Kirk Players, joined forces with the High School to produce a show that we as KP couldn’t do on our own, it called for 18 student age people, we barely have 5. The joint venture proved to be successful yet challenging, in sync yet chaos, a wonderful experience, yet at sometimes a bit of torture. Looking back on it now, it was a wonderful experience despite all the hiccups along the way. This show was special to me for two reasons. I was one of the Assistant Directors and we were doing all the rehearsing in the school Auditorium, the same auditorium I did shows in high school.

Holy Moly did it bring back memories and emotions. By the end of the show on closing night, I was very emotional about the show being over. It brought back the feelings and emotions that I had during the last show of my senior year. It was tradition that the seniors ended up crying on the last night of the show, but I never understood why. I got a rude awakening the last night of the show, I was fine until I saw a friend crying and I lost it. I said I was going to flunk and come back again the next year, of course this would be difficult in May of my senior year but I didn’t care. I thought I would never be able to do another show ever again. The current show was coming to a close and I was not handling it very well. I avoided my cast after the curtain call because I was afraid I’d break down crying, I kept avoiding certain situations because I didn’t want to cry. I knew this was not my last show, yet it still felt like that senior show to me. By the time I actually left the school to head to the restaurant where people were gathering to celebrate I started to cry. I thought I had finished when I pulled into my parking spot, I got out and went in with people from the group. I got to the table, and immediately went to the washroom and started crying again. I decided maybe I needed a few more minutes to cry, so I went back to the tables, got my coat and said I’d be right back. I had no idea what was in store for me when I made it to my truck. I hysterically cried for a good 15 minutes. I was crying so hard that I ended up making myself sick and decided to just go home. I didn’t want to burden my friends inside with this stuff.

I told that story to get to this point. Yes while Omega may mean last, not everything has a last sometimes it just changes. This also means that while I may have been waiting for miracles to happen, I am by no means on my last hope. Every good thing must come to an end, even not so good things too! While the show closing brought many emotions I had to realize that it was not my last show. I have many more years to come in the theater and am looking forward to those; however I need a new version of me to experience them. Since the show has been over I have been thinking a lot clearer on many things. I have decided that I cannot wait for miracles to change me; I have to make the changes myself. In the last two weeks I have decided to eat healthier and get a lot more exercise because I have big dreams and goals to accomplish this year! I have approached the whole thing in a totally different way this time and it appears to be working so far! I am way excited about it and will do posts on my continued success.

We believed in heaven, we believed in angelsWith arms of purest whiteTo hold us, catch us when we fall

I do believe in Heaven and Angels, in fact they are all around us. To me, Heaven is remembering to be thankful for everything I do have and not worry so much about the things I am not in control over. The feeling that comes from that can be like heaven! Angels are all of my friends who support me even when I tend to forget that they do. Apparently I’ve been tripping and falling for some time and all the while they were there catching me and holding me when I need it. If it hadn’t have been for my friends after the show, who really cared about what was wrong, I could still be lost among the torrid emotions that engulfed me so deep. Friends will always be there for you when you need them! It is through this whole process that I believe I am on my way to becoming a better me! Friends inspire you, comfort you, help you and love you no matter what. I need to remember that a bit more often.